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Flash Fiction Story

“Summertime like any other”

By Ximena Villarreal

         It was the summer of 2010 and everything occurred in Acapulco, Guerrero, Mexico. A friend of mine had this beautiful apartment in the coast of Acapulco, she invited me and three other friends to spend with her and her family a month over there, we couldn't miss that trip.

My friend Andrea, has got a younger sister called Fernanda, which invited also a friend that summer. We did many stupid things, but there was one that did won, it’s been 4 years and we can’t get over that event.

It was the beginning of the last week, I can remember perfectly, it was a sunny day, we woke up early this morning, not late like some other days, and had breakfast, after that we put on our bathing suits and tanning oils and went downstairs. After some hours we swim a bit on the pool, went to the banana to the sea  and talk with our aunt and uncle, we had a great time.

After some minutes or maybe hours, our aunt and uncle went upstairs, our friend Andrea, was having a fight with her boyfriend on the telephone, when suddenly her little sister and her friend came and ask us (me, a girl of their age and the other two of my age) to go with them to the wave runners, they said they already paid them.

         This is when everything began, we just got excited and didn't told anyone that we were leaving, either ask for permission, because all of us had less than 18. I was with the friend of Fernanda, my friend was with Fer and the other two well they were together. The girl I was “taking care” asked me and beg me to give her the wave runner just for some minutes, and I agree, I never thought that something could happen I mean, we were at the sea. I just remember when I stopped hugging Idoia, so I could make a ponytail and when I turned around I saw the wave runner of Fernanda and Daniela really far away, we saw some whales, when suddenly one whale pushed us with its tale to each other’s wave runner and I was ejected because I was with my hands in my hair. When I went out of the water I jut saw a wave runner all broken and all the girls scattered everywhere, some shouting that their ribs hurt, one had her knee all open, and we all had bruising’s.

         I just remember that I was the one that took Fer to the shore, drove her with the other wave runner I was shaking, while she was crying and I carry her with all my strength and my friend, her sister, Andrea started pushing me and shouting “What the hell did you do to my sister?” Fernanda had a knee operation; we all had some injuries and our last weekend we spend it in the apartment watching TV.

            We all still remember that summer and the first flashbacks we have is that accident and think what would have happened if we didn't made things without permission; Fer still has a scar on her knee.